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The first thousand one hundred and ninety-one chapters

In the temporary tavern built next to Eagle Lake, other tribe members who came here to perform some kind of ritual like the Changyu tribe and the mercenaries of the smuggling caravan were drinking not very intoxicating fruit wine while easeing their fear. In the originally hustle and bustle tavern, only drinking and heavy breathing could be heard in the tavern. Apart from that, there was no other sound, and everything seemed very quiet.

The flames soaring into the sky in the distance were so eye-catching. Not to mention the nearby Eagle-billed Rock, this flame that directly burned the sky red may even be seen in the two holy mountains north and south.

The people at the Eagle Beak Rock Tribe Camp did not know what was going on there. The shamans of the tribe wanted to communicate with the earth, wind, trees and other natural spirits, and the responses they received were all painful wails. Even this painful wail affected the shamans of several tribes, making the shamans fall into the ground and are still unconscious.

Everyone realized that something terrible happened on the Chongtian Flame, and such a terrible thing might even threaten the safety of everyone on the Eagle Beak Rock. So both the Wasteland Tribe and the smuggling caravan all sent their best soldiers to the place where the flames occurred to check the situation so that they could make countermeasures.

Although many people think this may be related to mutant monsters, because not long ago, a miserable caravan escaped to Eagle Beak Rock, and the caravan claimed that he was attacked by a group of monsters, with more than half of the personnel losing, and the direction of the caravan when he came was exactly the direction where the flames appeared before.

However, some people think that the sky-surge flame could never be made by a mutant monster, because if the mutant monster can really create such a terrifying flame, the smuggling caravan would definitely not be able to escape the monster's attack, so those people think that the sky-surge flame might be a geographical wonder similar to a volcano.

It’s just that there are very few people who agree with this idea, because anyone who has seen a volcano erupt can easily recognize that the flame must have nothing to do with the volcano.

Now the people in the tavern are waiting for the spies sent out to come back. No one is intent to talk, and their weapons are placed on them so that they can pick up their weapons to participate in the battle at any time when something unusual happens outside the camp.

At this time, the door of the tavern was opened, and a cold wind blew from the lake penetrated into the somewhat stuffy tavern. Everyone in the tavern turned their heads to look at the door, and then turned their heads back in disappointment, but there were still a few people looking at the people at the door curiously.

I saw that the people entering the tavern were two men and women, both dressed by travelers, and they also wore a wide-brimmed hat that was common among adventurers on their heads. The hat just covered their faces. Apart from this, there seemed nothing special overall.

After the two of them came in, they walked directly to the simple bar counter made of a few wooden boards in the tavern, took off their hats, and ordered a glass of ordinary fruit wine to the boss.

At this time, everyone could see the appearance of the two. They saw that the man among them looked very ordinary and had nothing special, but his temperament was very special, which made anyone who saw him feel inexplicably awe. The woman was very beautiful, instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the tavern. They were extremely sure in their hearts that this woman was the most beautiful woman they had ever seen in their lives.

However, compared to those tribal people who were already confused by the appearance of women, the several supervisors of the smuggling caravan in the tavern all showed a look of awe on their faces, and their eyes were full of surprise.

A caravan manager was still a little embarrassed and asked in a low voice to the other smuggling caravan manager next to him: "Is it her? That woman?"

The caravan manager didn't speak, just nodded.

At this time, the heads of these smuggling caravans all had a huge doubt in their hearts, wondering why this big man appeared here at this time. In their opinion, this big man should be in charge of Odorene and fight against the food ban from the Kingdom of the United States and Galica.

The woman who was recognized was Sylvia who left Panier's old capital not long ago. As for who Leo was not recognized, his temperament and attitude when communicating with Sylvia also made the supervisors of the smuggling caravan realize that Leo's identity is very unusual.

After drinking the fruit wine in his hand, Leo asked the hotel owner: "Where can you buy a map of the wasteland?"

Hearing Leo's inquiry, all the people in the surrounding wasteland tribe stopped their movements and looked at Leo at the same time, their eyes full of vigilance and a hint of disdain.

These abnormal sights made Leo realize that he might have asked a stupid question.

The boss was silent for a moment, looked at the people around him, and said, "Unless you explore yourself, no one will sell the map."

Just as the boss finished speaking, a man stood up and slapped in the face: "I have a map of exploration in my hand, but it is incomplete. It only marks the holy mountain, several large tribes and several dangerous areas. If you want it, I am willing to give it to you."

Hearing this person's words, the tribes in the tavern looked at the man in surprise, because such a map represents not only a map, but also a safe smuggling route. This is the lifeblood of any smuggling caravan, and it is definitely not something that money can be sold. Therefore, in the eyes of the tribe, the head of the smuggling caravan may have gone crazy, otherwise he would never have made such a crazy decision.

However, the opposite of the attitudes shown by the tribes were the other leaders of the smuggling caravans. In addition to being surprised, they also showed envy on their faces, as if they were envious of the crazy actions made by their competitors.

The abnormal behavior of these smuggling caravan managers also made several managers of these tribes in the tavern doubt, and the look at Sylvia also gave them a look. They should have thought that these selfish smuggling traders could make such a move to give up their interests. There was only one possibility, that is, this move would bring them huge benefits.

Just as some people mocked, some envied, some were confused, and others were watching with complex emotions, Sylvia nodded to the person who took the initiative to sell the map, and then saw the man take out the exploration map from his pocket with great joy, which was related to the future gains and losses of their smuggling caravan, walked to Sylvia, and respectfully handed the map to Sylvia. During the whole process, he did not talk about the price issue.

Sylvia did not ask how much the picture would cost, because she knew very well that the other party would do such a move only represented one possibility, and she could also guess what the other party wanted.

As a result, after the map, Sylvia did not open it, but handed it to Leo casually. Leo opened the map and quickly scanned it, remembering the content of the map in his mind. When his eyes swept through the marked places on the map, he accidentally discovered a place and marked the location of this place in his heart.

After doing these things, Leo folded the map back and handed it over to the supervisor of the smuggling caravan. The supervisor was at a loss for a year now, because it took less than five seconds for Leo to close it. He didn't think that in such a short time, Leo had already read the entire map, so he just thought that something had happened to his map and was mistakenly regarded as a fake map, so he was ready to explain to himself.

However, before the smuggling caravan manager could speak, Sylvia had already said first: "I am very satisfied with your map." After that, he quickly wrote a few words on his portable note and drew a symbol, then tore it off and handed it to the smuggling caravan manager, and said: "Take this note to Odorene, all the items you buy will give you the greatest discount."

Hearing Sylvia's words, the head of the smuggling caravan immediately showed an expression of ecstasy on his face. He took the note with both hands, and then carefully received it in his underwear pocket. He was also preparing to say something to Sylvia, but when he saw Sylvia signaling that he could leave, he didn't dare to say much, and hurried back to his position in the envious sight of other smuggling caravan managers.

This scene was seen by everyone in the tavern. They all realized that the two travelers were probably not simple characters, so they wanted to ask the smuggling merchants about the situation, but the smuggling merchants seemed to be worried and said nothing.

Just as the tribes in the tavern were curious about Sylvia and Leo's identities, the door of the tavern was pushed open again, and then they saw people who had been sent out to inquire about the situation one after another. However, they all had no fear or panic on their faces, but they seemed extremely excited, and they could also see some fanatical emotions that would only occur after holding a certain shamanic ritual.

After these people entered the pub, someone could not wait to ask about their situation. But these people had not yet recovered from their complex emotions and did not answer immediately. Instead, they came to the bar counter and ordered a glass of fruit wine, raising their heads to drink, as if they wanted to continue the unintoxicating drink to relieve the unstable mood at this moment.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, their emotions seemed to recover. Then someone told them what they saw, and some people would interrupt and replenish them. In this way, spies sent by these tribes and caravans spoke out all the lives of an area, including giant mutant monsters, in a verbal way.

Everyone who heard these descriptions was shocked and confused, and didn't know what to say for a moment, but they were all attracted by the content of the story. They did not see Sylvia and Leo looking at each other and showing inexplicable smiles.

"Batokaka! It must be Batokaka!" At this time, a shaman apprentice from the Wasteland Tribe suddenly shouted loudly.

The people in the caravan smuggled the caravan looked at the shaman apprentice in confusion, not understanding what the shaman apprentice was saying at all, but the other people from the Wasteland tribe seemed to understand the shaman apprentice's words and their faces became a little ugly.

Those who didn't understand asked others about the situation. After hearing the explanation, they realized that the Batokaka mentioned by the shaman apprentice turned out to be an evil god in the legend of the Wasteland tribe.

According to legend, Batokaka has a powerful ability to devour all life, and all creatures that have been swallowed by Batokaka will turn into stones.

Because this evil god of wilderness devoured all life unscrupulously, he eventually destroyed the balance of nature and was banned by other gods of wilderness in the wasteland. As for where the ban was banned, no one knew.

Now, when people from these Wasteland tribes heard that their lives in a large area were petrified, they immediately thought of Batokaka. They all subconsciously believed that perhaps Batokaka had escaped from the ban, which was definitely a big deal in their opinion.

After feeling the seriousness of the matter, all the people from the Wasteland Tribe stood up and left the tavern, preparing to return to their respective resident locations, waiting for the tribe's patriarch, shaman and others to make a decision on this matter. The owner of the tavern, who is also a tribe member, also signaled the people in the tavern to leave and close the tavern. For a moment, the entire tribe camp became extremely nervous.

Perhaps because of the emotions of the tribe, those smuggling caravans also felt that this place was not a place for long, so they planned to return to their caravans to sort out their shapes, leave here as soon as possible, and take out the news here to see if they could buy a good price. After all, the crisis caused by the reappearance of an evil god through the ban will definitely not be much weaker than the danger caused by the appearance of destructive mutant monsters like the bone butterfly.

Several smuggling caravans also tried to take the opportunity to get close to Sylvia in order to obtain the attractive goods of the Dodd Group, but they soon discovered that the two people who had just walked out of the tavern before them had lost their figure at this moment, which made them very upset and missed a big opportunity.

However, these smuggling merchants seemed to have thought of something and looked at a smuggling caravan camp at the same time. The smuggling caravan happened to be the caravan that obtained the Sylvia note. Obviously, these smuggling merchants all thought of another way to obtain huge profits.

At the same time, Leo and Sylvia had already walked outside the camp. The main purpose of their visit to this camp was to obtain a relatively detailed wasteland map. After entering the range of the wasteland, they found that the wasteland map they found in Odorene was useless at all, because the map was a map before the year of the fog disaster. After the year of the fog disaster, various geographical movements and the impact of mutant monsters made many places where the wasteland could be coordinated, such as places like Eagle Beak Rock, disappeared. They were already a little lost on the edge of the wasteland. If they went deeper into the wasteland, they might really be lost in the endless forest.

"Where will we go next stop?" Sylvia asked after leaving the camp.

"Go to Badisha!" Leo thought for a while and said, "The map shows that there is an abandoned Yunnu Railway there that leads directly to the southern holy mountain. We just need to follow the railway."

Sylvia nodded, then sighed and said, "If I had known, we would have walked directly on the Shuangsheng Mountain Avenue."
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